5 Minute Beats 1 Take Raps lyrics

Five minute beats, one take raps

No false stories of my gunplay stats

Drugs sit beside me, blunts stay fat

Hand-craft the music, rhymes stay acoustic

Pies and Thighs on my mind all the time, roll the lime

Fuck rap I was class with my bus pass

Early nineties Tom Selleck with the moustache

Your eyes are blind to the diamond in the rough

Needle in the hay, charismatic character, far from amateur

Spider senses so I'm scanning the parameter

Straight from scrubs so my uncle is a janitor

Love my Mother, hate a motherfucker,

hate a piece o' shit, hate a cocksucker

Stand beside me motherfucker you're my brother

Came from different pussies but we share the same supper

Five minute beats, one take raps

No false stories of my gunplay stats

Drugs sit beside me, blunts stay fat

Blunts stay fat, blunts stay fat

West Palm Beach betting on a dog race

Bitch with me big titties and a small waist

Pistol noise, shiftin' in a Hitler toy

Kick shit, young Ruud van Nistelrooy

Eating brisket, chilling at the bris

Knuckles like I punch walls metal in the fist

Smoking seven kinds of pepper and shit

Veteran shit, give Melissa Etheridge a dick

Stroke pussy like a cat lover

My kids are mixed that means they got a black Mother

And their Father's a G

Strictly Oolong on the tea, the shirt straight from '93, man with the ski

Peace to lo-lives Brooklyn, smart crew Queens

Sharp tooth fiends in the chartreuse jeans

Old Girbaud shit, pockets in the front

Waist 33, odd sizes out of Marshalls

Five minute beats, one take raps

No false stories of my gunplay stats

Drugs sit beside me, blunts stay fat

Blunts stay fat, blunts stay fat

Kid, Queens shit, Blue Chips shit

• Artist:Action Bronson
• Album:Blue Chips [Mixtape] [2012]